“Such a sweet sub,” he said, his voice impossibly deep and heavy with
satisfaction. The power exchange passing between us was affecting him as
strongly as it had ensnared me. My body and mind were utterly in his thrall,
and in that moment, I would have eagerly done anything to please the man who
held ultimate control over my being.
He slid two fingers between my legs and traced the seam of my sex through my
lacy black panties.
“You’re wet,” he observed with a lustful growl. “I knew you’d be like this.”“Like what?” I asked,
barely able to focus on his words. They seemed to roll off my consciousness
like water. Reality was hazy, the world falling away until all I could sense
was him: his hard body beneath me, his masculine scent surrounding me, his deep
voice rumbling through me. I was captivated by the power that pulsed off him.
It caressed my body like a physical touch.
“I knew you’d be naturally submissive,” he replied. “I knew you’d be perfect.”The praise sank into
me to warm my chest.A different warmth bloomed
between my legs when he stroked my clit through my panties. I cried out at the
light contact to my sensitive nub. It had grown achy from his ministrations;
his gentle fingers contrasted with his stinging discipline. He was harsh and
tender by turns, and the dichotomy messed with my thought processes.
“Do you want to come, little sub?” he asked, the question rough with his own
desire.“Yes,” I breathed.
“Please, Sir.”He let out a low
groan. “Fuck, you’re sweet when you beg.” He lifted his hips slightly, pressing
his cock harder against me. “Do you feel that? Do you feel what you do to me?”“Please,” I begged
again, on the edge of sanity. “Fuck me.” I’d never spoken so crassly, but the
deviant words came naturally. I wanted him to claim me, to ravage me.
“You’re going to come first,” he said tightly, restraining himself. “You’re
going to come so many times that you’ll be begging me for mercy and sobbing my
name by the time I’m finished with you.”

Julia Sykes is the USA Today bestselling author of the Impossible Series. She has always kept dark stories tucked away in her mind, so she was thrilled when she discovered that other people actually want to read them. Her books blend romance, suspense, and BDSM.

After spending four years living in England, Julia returned to her Southern homeland. She has recently settled down in South Carolina and spends her time petting her cat-children, reading, and binge watching TV with her husband when not writing. You can usually find Julia in Starbucks with a venti iced latte clutched in her hand.

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Neither is ready for true love, but the nights in Las Vegas are long and lonely…

Forever Nights

A Girl's Night Out Novel

Eva Moore

Releasing June 27, 2017

One more
easy job, life coach and empath Jamie Donovan promises herself. Then she’ll
take a well-earned break from her booming business to properly grieve the loss
of her mother and pull herself together. When that job turns out to be an
ambush intervention for Las Vegas heiress Layla DeGrasso, all bets are off. But
Layla isn’t Jamie’s biggest problem on her new job. That honor goes to her
client’s hot as hell bodyguard, Axel. Damn those abs.

Axel
Frasier is finally free from the Army and is trying to make a name for his
fledgling network security firm. When he lands a promising contract at Lush,
Victor DeGrasso’s crown jewel on the Vegas strip, a few quiet weeks of system
analysis beckon. But a twist of events force him back into the role of
bodyguard, one he swore he’d never play again. It wouldn’t be so bad if he
could only keep his head on straight around his clients’ distracting life
coach.

Jamie needs
to move past the baggage her mother has saddled her with, while keeping Layla
on track. Axel can’t afford to be distracted by lust and doesn’t trust the lure
of more. Neither is ready for true love, but the nights in Las Vegas are long
and lonely…